43 notes*He watches Draco pull away, and feels bad for a moment, before he steps over to him brushing the back of his hand against Draco’s cheek, not at all mad* Shh. I understand. We’ll wait. Until you want to, in your own time have everyone else know. *He flashes his smile at him,…
*He squeezes his hand softly, before pulling him over to the couch while he thinks. Secretly, he was actually not at all bummed at the thought of spending lots of time with Draco in the room. Alone. He seemed he couldn’t get enough of him lately, anyways. He bites his lower lip* Erm. I don’t know. I’m not the creative type here. Don’t you have any Slytherin things you do? *chuckles*
Yeah… well, what matters is now. Now that we’re over...part. And everything seems perfect...
“Yeah, the freak out...followed it wasn’t quite so sweet, in fact, it was rather bitter”...